Down the San Juan River
I have run rapids before, but never ones like these. I have breast cancer. Two months ago, a phone call changed my river’s course.
MoreI have run rapids before, but never ones like these. I have breast cancer. Two months ago, a phone call changed my river’s course.
MoreI’ve always been a polite person. I say “please,” “thank you,” and “you’re welcome” on a regular basis. But just because I’m courteous doesn’t mean I live with gratitude.
MoreThe objective is to find that one thing that inspires you to carry on through the challenging times. Travel is mine. What’s yours?
MoreSeven miles outside of Grand Forks, North Dakota, on I-29 South, is a billboard, advertising a state college, that says “The Power of the Journey.”
MoreAftershocks, that’s what I call them. Those sudden, jarring reminders that I’ve twice danced with cancer and lived to tell the tale.
More“Do you mean I have breast cancer?” She recalls saying in disbelief during a phone conversation with her primary care physician.
MoreIf this is your first cancer diagnosis, understanding the disease will help you talk with your healthcare providers.
MoreTips on coping, supporting your wife, and what the doctors don’t tell you.
MoreCancer is no longer the first thing that comes to my mind upon waking.
MoreIt’s been more than six years since my breast cancer diagnosis, so it’s time to start taking stock of things, or so I’ve been told.
MoreArt. Meditation. These two words stir performance anxiety in many of us.
MoreSurvivor? I’m a gosh darn superhero!
More